Psycroptic
An Experiment In Transience
Uncontrollable addict
On a downward spiral towards my mortal end: and beginning
A dependence that I can never impede
Neither wanting nor able to
For I live and die for the compulsion
An experience few discover, and even less wish to return from
Troubled that it can't be shared
I must lead this life of seclusion
To hide my continuous revealing crusade
Far beyond a fixation
It is now my life's labor
Rudimentary equipment is all I utilize
A device so simple, yet so precise
An inaccuracy insures failure
Guile, yet effective for its only function
Assisting the voyage
My life in the care of this specially crafted tool
It is the only gray for me to return
I need to explore lain
There is so much more to be known!
Strapped to the mechanism, I prepare
Essential wires attach
Restraints hold me into position
I'm ready
The flick of a switch steals the commencement
A controlled electric current is administered
The short lived pain I must pass through
Is a mere token price
Clinically dead, yet I feel so alive
Here again, I know to explore in haste
Time is restricted
My natural physical casing is of no use here
A sensation so welcoming is overpowering
I must resist the urge to stay
Turning away from the luminosity I see before me
I look for new areas to explore
It feels vaguely different each time I come
Could it be evolving?
The only thing that is certain is that I'm being watched
Concentrating, I block out distractions
To tie in the increasing stream of thoughts, emotions, sensations
Insinuating what this place actually is
It must be a gateway of sorts, a collection point
Collecting at is now theirs
I know my time is almost up as I sense them approach
Far I am the latest acquisition
I can roughly make out their silhouette
But this is not how it is supposed to be
Agony indescribable hits me
I'm pulled ungracefully from one reality to another
My journey complete as I'm artificially revived
I Slump forward into unconsciousness
Intense pain when I wake once more in the marl world
It is of little concern, the knowledge gained is essential
I must return
There is so much more to learnt must know what is really, beyond
But I must rest my weak mortal shell